Sleights to Robin Hood’s Bay – You’re not alone

You’re watching yourself but you’re too unfair. Thanks David.

I was shortly not to be alone, as Richard Taylor, father of Samwise, a close friend of my youngest, was walking up the coast to meet me.

But first a decent early morning with a decent breakfast and a decent hike over’t Moors. My bedroom window view of Eskdale was pleasant.

The Inn was near the bottom of a steep hill as the road drops off the Moors and down into Sleights. It was a good workout hauling my kit up this 1 in 4. Looking back was my first view of Whitby .

The route climbed further, turning eastwards to Littlebeck, then dropping steeply down to the village and the river running through it.

On the basis that whatever goes up must come down, and vice versa, the track climbed steeply again up onto the top, and I regained the Coast to Coast path which I had left at Grosmont. With a view from a different angle down to Whitby and a crock of gold.

Now I was making better time but the moor was very boggy and I had to make numerous detours around deeper mud holes. Then the rain came back. Richard rang and, as I was dropping down to the coast, he was walking up in the opposite direction.

Then he appeared, like King Lear on the desolate, storm blasted heath.

It was good to see him and we had a catch up on the way to Robin Hood’s Bay. We was slippin an we was slidin on that coastal path. A good indicator for the walk down to Scarborough tomorrow that we should switch to the disused railway line which Richard had found. Good lad! Then we were there. RHB.

We dropped our gear off at the B&B and hurried on down through the village to the sea.

Only another 16 miles to go and then I will have completed my route. But for tonight a few beers and a pleasant meal with Richard, whom I was finding to be an agreeable companion. As Jane Austen might say. Particularly as he doesn’t care for red cabbage, which meant that I could take all of it. Capital chap! Although I did effect a quid pro quo on the mange tout. TTFN.

Night night.